I wish my thoughts would flow free
like the rivers that patterned my childhood town
I would follow the crystal path
just hoping to find myself somewhere I can belong

These clouds of grey have remained in my heart
since I lost all my hope for the future
But I still have the cold rain to remind me
even in my sadness, there’s a paradise somewhere

I wish I were on the beach during an overcast morning
I’d stare out at the Promised Land hidden in the horizon
Nothing else will ever come close
to the overwhelming sense of helplessness
I felt when I realised
how far I am from true happiness

The End

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